wilderness – watch this space…

On February 9, 2006 / By maggi dawn / Reply

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  1. Greetings Dear Maggie:
    What an interesting blog :) As a fellow spiritual traveler, may I commend to you my book, Master of the Jinn: A Sufi Novel. It has been translated and published in Russia, and will soon be translated and published in Indonesia, into Bahasa, the national language.
    You can view the book and read an excerpt at http://www.masterofthejinn.com
    Please pass on the link to anyone you think might be interested.
    In the Name of the Most Merciful, 10% of all profits go to charity.
    Peace and Blessings,
    Irving

  2. Traveller
    I have travelled
    where the wild orchid blooms
    glorious in the crimson desert dawn
    Life in the lifeless sand
    beauty for no one
    for no one to look upon
    I have heard a storm in the east
    the tumult of a mighty throng
    like locusts blotting out the sun
    bringing beauty for no one
    for no one to willingly look upon
    I have walked the alleys of a shanty town
    where young lovers work for eighty pence a day
    and fear for their baby to be born
    into life in designer label land
    having beauty for no one
    for no one to joyfully look upon
    I have stood within a London clinic
    where a healthy foetus lies dead on a table
    and a husband assures his wife it wasn’t wrong
    as they prepare to leave
    for life in ordered suburbia
    leaving beauty for no one
    for no one to dare look upon
    I have worshipped in a crowded Scottish church
    said ‘Amen’with the prayer
    listened to the sermon
    delighted in the song
    and then shut out
    from life in the days until Sunday
    displaying beauty for no one
    for no one to openly look upon
    I have talked with a man on the road
    in metaphor and beatitude
    ‘Listen’ He said
    ‘The open road is the metaphor
    and the beat is the human heart
    beating out the beatitude’
    ‘Listen’ He said
    ‘Evil is strong
    I have heard one million hearts
    break as one
    but trust in this
    like darkness meeting light
    Evil will perish
    Good will come
    Life will reign’
    ‘Listen’ He said
    ‘widows weep no more
    except to weep for joy
    here comes your husbands with their Lord
    and the eldest is like a boy
    and the eldest is like a boy
    bringing beauty for everyone
    for everyone in wonder to look upon’
    Jimmy